[Full-time expert colleagues] Feng Hu dance

fourteen,

Ye Xiu was talking with Qiu Fei, it was already late at night, the stars were low, thin clouds were floating in the Milky Way, unfortunately there was no moon.Ji's corpse attracted some things that deal with ghosts, and they were arguing about how to carve up the beans.

Qiu Fei found a place to start a fire. Ye Xiu was wearing a snake with a grass on his body. He couldn't revive the dead, but his flesh and bones were more effective. He spat out a mouthful of blood, and summoned a few magic weapons to deal with the follow-up. After he settled down, he gave it to the Blue River. Cast a hold spell.This spell allows the spirit beast to maintain its human body with the help of the caster's power, and the caster will know immediately when the spirit beast turns into a prototype.

Xiao Lu was particularly worried about Lan He. When Ye Xiu was helping Lan He with his wound, he didn't dare to look at him but insisted on looking.

"Wind raccoon, was it destroyed?"

"En." Qiu Fei nodded. "My father set a fire before his death, but it was actually a deception. My father wanted to prevent the raccoon stick from falling into the hands of others, so he destroyed it together."

"Didn't your father tell you in time? The raccoon stick is not what you call a stick. As long as it has blood from the Qiu family, anything can be a raccoon stick. You lost your parents when you were young, and the raccoon stick is your last protection." Shield, remember it."

Qiu Fei nodded, but stopped talking. "At first..."

"I know about General Qiu." Ye Xiu fell into deep thought.

Seven years ago, he met a child on the altar.At that time, the peach blossoms were still in full bloom and the spring breeze was intoxicating.

It is said that he was the son of General Qiu.The Qiu family is several generations of loyal soldiers holding heavy soldiers, and their importance in the court is self-evident.However, that child did not have the slightest frivolity of an ordinary official's son.

He was as calm as a child.Every word and deed is modest and polite, but keeps a vague distance from everyone.You could see the arrogance in him.

The general came to visit him in order to let the child under his knee worship him as a teacher. Apart from military merits, the Qiu family also has a little-known magic weapon, that is the wind raccoon stick.

In order to make Feng Li Zhang succeed, General Qiu came here to ask Ye Xiu.

Ye Xiu didn't put much airs on himself, so he agreed casually.

He originally thought that he would just teach casually, whether it will be successful or not depends on good fortune, but Qiu Feitian has mastered the tricks in a short period of time, and this child is steady and steady, and Ye Xiu is also willing to teach him his lifelong spells.

He even joked with Su Mucheng that Qiu Fei would inherit his mantle in the future.

At this time, something happened to the Qiu family.

It is commonplace to conspire to rebel and kill all families.

He was silent in court that day.After leaving the main hall, I saw the young man cast a look of resentment in the blink of an eye, it was a deep disappointment.

This is the last time between him and Qiu Fei.

"There are unavoidable reasons for being a teacher."

Qiu Fei lowered his head, "I know."

You can't die.Once you die, Su Mucheng will die as well.

"Will you tell him what you saw?" Qiu Fei asked.

Ye Xiu smiled and said, "I didn't see anything."

Lan He opened his eyes and saw Ye Xiu looking at him. "Can the body move?"

He nodded in shock, and sat up, his throat as dry as fire.

Lan He took out the Huaimeng grass that Ye Xiu gave him from his bosom. The grass had withered and its branches and leaves fell off.The two looked at each other, "What did you dream about?" Ye Xiu asked.

fifteen,

Turning his head to look, the moon had already set in the west, Lan He was startled, it was almost dawn.

It's too late.

Lan He looked at Ye Xiu, they were all in the same mess, with mud and blood all over their heads and faces.

Lan He felt that his voice was unbelievably hoarse, he held Ye Xiu's shoulders, and tried his best to keep his voice calm.

"Ye Xiu, listen to me..."

"what happened?"

"The capital city, the dragon is in the capital city." Lan He murmured.

"...Impossible." Qiu Fei stood up.

"Besides, the girl who is Wu Zhu suppressed it with a blood sacrifice."

Ye Xiu's pupils suddenly shrank, and he coughed with a trembling voice.Ask again: "When."

"Dawn." As soon as Lan He finished speaking, the sun broke out of the cocoon.Swallow the crowd.

The capital city was covered with dense clouds, and the rain did not come down for a long time, only the thunder was louder and louder, as if it wanted to split a hole in the sky and the earth.

The girl was lying in a pool of blood, her long hair was soaked in blood, so black it was purple.Her blood flowed along her body to one place after another, like a dense spider web, sealing the growl.

"One step too late..." Someone stood on the edge of the bloodstain and murmured. "I don't hesitate to use the life of my own country's witch Zhu as the seal..."

The man let out a long sigh, and called in a low voice to the depths of the dark palace, "Shaotian, is that you?"

Ye Xiu's throat felt hot, and he spat out another mouthful of blood.

"Mucheng doesn't look like someone who would do such a thing..." Ye Xiu murmured.

Blue River was silent.

He pondered for a while, his eyes were cloudy and uncertain, but finally he sneered.

"It's really a good plan to send me out of the capital to pray for rain."

It was a scam at all, Su Mucheng and that person both knew that Long was in the capital, but they asked him to leave the capital to pray for rain.Clearly in order to seal Su Mucheng's mouth and make them hostage to each other.

In order to force the dragon to spread the rain, or Ye Xiu tried his best to turn the tide and find a way to make the rain possible without the dragon.

Ye Xiu's eyes were cold and he gritted his teeth.His fingers trembled for some reason.

——I want you, Jiangshan, to be buried with Su Mucheng.

Every single word is full of hatred.

Xiao Lu is still young and doesn't know what sadness is, but at this moment he has tasted parting first.

"Where are you going?" He sat and watched Ye Xiu and Lanhe pack their luggage.

"The capital, it's dangerous there, so I can't take you there."

"More dangerous than jiao?"

Lan He thought for a while, then nodded, "It's a hundred times more dangerous than Jie."

"When will you be back?"

Lan He rubbed his hair and said, "I'll be back when I'm done."

Lan He said in a low voice: "You go back to Bishan first, and I'll go back to you when I'm done."

"It's done!" Xiao Lu said.

Lan He nodded, smiled and said, "It's agreed."

Qiu Fei had already packed his things, but he still had important responsibilities, so he couldn't go together.The young man kowtowed heavily to Ye Xiu, and walked towards the border without looking back.

Since then, the north and south have been divided into two parts.

Lan He walked up to Ye Xiu and whispered, "I'll see Xiao Lu off."

There are some wounds in the world that no one can comfort, and they can only review and crush them repeatedly until they become no longer painful traces.

Life and death are such a big deal for people. Their lives are so short, but they want to do so many things and their hearts are so big.

They are so lonely, and the death of one person is such a catastrophe.

Blue River understood that Ye Xiu had to give time at this time.Be it angry or cry, this is the weight of a death being taken over.

If one day Xiao Lu was gone, he would be so sad, Blue River thought.

Regardless of whether Ye Xiu wants to stay out of the world or seek revenge, he will accompany him to the end.

sixteen,

It was late at night when Ye Xiu returned to the capital, with no stars or moon, only a gray wind.The heavy city gate opened to him, and a breath of death gushed out from the city.Ye Xiu frowned. There were too many ghosts in the city.

He was greeted by a group of palace people.

"My lord, I wish you a hard work on this trip."

"I want to see Su Mucheng."

The palace people were silent.

Ye Xiu took a deep breath, "...Su Mucheng, how did you die?"

"In order to suppress the evil spirits in the city, Mr. Su used a death sacrifice."

"Nonsense!" Ye Xiu was furious, "Evil spirits need Mucheng to move a finger? I want to see Su Mucheng's body with my own eyes!"

The palace people knelt down together and remained silent.

"There is something unusual in the city, right?"

"..."

"Let me in."

"Master Wu Zhu, the Holy Majesty has ordered that no one is allowed to enter."

The world is in chaos.The herd of beasts seemed to be out of order, raging everywhere, and the plague was rampant and starving everywhere.Yet the rain had not yet fallen.

This is the greatest condemnation of heaven to the king.

"It's impossible! I clearly have a dragon, and I am the right one!"

"You are not." Someone appeared behind him and said calmly.

"Who are you?!" The king was shocked.Anxious to call for escort.But he found that he couldn't make a sound.

"I'm here to ask you to return my things to me." The young man smiled.

"I, I am the king of a country, and I have the protection of my own dragon!"

"The dragon is not yours, Your Majesty." The young man said, "Isn't the retribution of going against the sky enough?"

"In order to stabilize the country, you even imprisoned Shenlong privately, so that there is no rain to fall in the world, and there are sorrows everywhere. Is this the country you want?"

"The dragon knows I'm close and wants to break through the prison, but you don't hesitate to use Wu Zhu's blood to subdue the dragon. It's so courageous for a god like the dragon to be polluted by something as evil as Wu Zhu's blood."

"It is true that dragons must obey the orders of the monarch, but if you go against the sky, your merits and virtues will be ruined long ago."

The young man's voice is not high, and his tone is calm, but like a sword flying in the sky, he is not angry and majestic.

"Eternal world will be destroyed by your hands." The young man issued an ultimatum and left in a huff.

"Xianjun stay!" The king's desperate cry echoed in the empty palace.

There is no turning back for him.

When the dragon cloud appeared in the past, the brilliance was dazzling, and he was almost fascinated.That's power, that's his throne.He has read a lot of history books, it is the fate of the change of dynasties, and the division of the long-term.And that dragon is the destiny, whoever has this dragon in his hand can rule the world for generations to come.As if suffering from hysteria, he worked tirelessly, making up his mind to catch the dragon.

As long as the destiny is in hand, there will be children and grandchildren, and thousands of miles of rivers and mountains.

The king sat slumped on the dragon chair with a gloomy expression.

He suddenly thought of something, he scrambled and ran out, threw off his attendants, passed through many palaces, stepped over the lines drawn by blood, and came to the dragon.

"I can't die, can I?"

The dragon seemed to be asleep, without any response.

"Shenlong, I am the real dragon emperor, and I will be forever, right?"

The king begged with a flustered expression.

The dragon's eyes slowly opened, and the face of the king who was suddenly ignited with hope was printed in the pupils.

"God will help me!"

The hurried footsteps of the courtiers came from outside the palace.

Everyone kowtowed outside the hall in unison, in great panic.

"Your Majesty, the rebel army has entered the capital!"

[-].

"absurd!"

"There are rumors in the city... rumors..."

"Send what?!"

"It is said that the leader of the rebel army has the blessing of the dragon and will soon... replace him!"

Xiao Lu in the army sneezed and said to Qiu Fei, "I wonder if Lan He will be angry when he finds out that I'm here with you?"

They have marched several hundred miles in a hurry these days, surrounded the capital, and the hatred that has been dormant for six years has shown the world today.Although Qiu Fei doesn't know what a dragon is or what is destiny, he only believes in himself.

But with Xiao Lu, everything is much more convenient.

Qiu Fei was riding on a horse, watching his subjects bow down to him and shout "The Son of Man". Behind him was a black army of 16, and there was also an unusually gorgeous dragon.

The fire burned all over the city, and the black clouds outside the city covered the land, and the dark army was entrenched here, and the banners were flying.

Corpses are everywhere.

This is the seventh day of the siege.The majestic and heavy city gate was still tightly closed.

All natural disasters have come to this city, and the city has already been starved to death, and the children have to eat.

However, Ye Xiu and the others were still under house arrest in the palace.It was Su Mucheng's blood.

On a starry night, Lan He sat on the steps in a daze, and Ye Xiu came over.

"What's wrong?" Blue River asked.

Ye Xiu said, "I feel deeply guilty."

They watched as a rain of arrows lit up the night sky.

"The city is about to collapse." Ye Xiu said.

"Why do you still want to stay?" Blue River didn't understand.

Ye Xiu pondered, "I need to find Mucheng first."

Wu Zhu is different from others, Su Mucheng died of the technique of confinement, if no one releases the dragon, her soul will be imprisoned with that dragon every day, and there will be no peace forever.

"Tomorrow is the last time to sacrifice to heaven, and there are few guards in the palace..."

"I'll go find it," Lan He took his words, "I'll help you find Su Mucheng and Long."

His gaze is firm and contains pure trust.

Ye Xiu remained calm when his old friend was murdered, and he was expressionless when he heard the news of Su Mucheng's death, but now he felt his nose sore because of Lan He's eyes.

In this world, there is only him and him.

They looked at each other, smiled quietly, believed in each other, and relied on each other.

"I'll let you meet the dragon." Ye Xiu said.

It was probably late spring at that time, there were no willow branches and no peach blossoms, only crows pecking at the carrion.The king was about to offer sacrifices to heaven for the last time, instead of praying for rain, he prayed for the fate of heaven.

Ye Xiu stood on the altar as usual, he looked gentle and calm, "Your Majesty, where is Su Mucheng?"

"She's dead."

"...Where is her body?"

"When this ceremony is successfully completed, I will bury her."

Ye Xiu nodded and said, "Okay."

Lan He looked at the high altar, backed away slowly, and accelerated to run.

Going around one after another palace wall, jumping up, landing, until he heard a loud noise, he suddenly turned his head and saw that what was burning in front of him was the altar.

Wu Zhu is originally connected with the spiritual power of heaven and earth, and their life and death will directly reach the gods and even surpass the gods.Use another witch to worship the sky, Dragon God, will you have a sense?

"Ye Xiu!!!" Blue River took a deep breath and stopped in his tracks.

There is nothing to put out the fire.

That person will be burned to death.

Ye Xiu was knocked out all of a sudden, and when he woke up, he found that he was firmly tied to a high pillar, and he was suffering from a terrible headache. He was bound by the soul-binding lock used for sacrifice, and the dry firewood had already been piled up. The tongue of fire licked up little by little.

There was a sea of ​​fire all around.In the light of the fire, there is the distorted and dying smile of the king.

He raised his eyes and saw that man's country was full of wars and dilapidated.The gloomy mountains and rivers screamed like a giant beast lingering on its last legs.

He chuckled softly, gritted his teeth, and said, "Even if I die, I will definitely want you to be buried with Su Mucheng!"

His eyes passed through the bursts of gray smoke and flames, looking at a certain palace path that should not be seen, Ye Xiu murmured: "Blue River, don't stop."

Lan He stood where he was, his fingers digging into the flesh.He raised his head and took one last look at the blazing altar, took a deep breath and continued to run forward.

[-].

The light was right in front of him, and he could already hear the wails of spirit beasts dormant in the air.

In the deep underground palace, one step after another, it's cold and bitter.Breath oppresses breath.He smelled a trace of blood, and bit his lip unknowingly.

Candlelight flickered.

If everything started 300 years ago, it should end now.

In the center of the palace sits a dragon.

When silent, it is like the tallest and mightiest sculpture.

When the dragon opened his eyes, it was a bright golden color, which seemed to be very light, but also seemed to be very deep.

Blue River held his breath and walked over step by step until he stood on the edge of the magic circle.His whole body was trembling uncontrollably, he wanted to scream and run wildly.

For 300 years, it is understandable to say that this is his dream.

Long looked up at him.

It's like the moment the morning clock strikes.

"Why are you crying?"

When Lan He touched his face, it was wet.

He opened his eyes wide, “Can you make it rain?”

The dragon shook his head, "I'm trapped by the spellcasting, I can't move, my strength is insufficient. Even because of this despicable spell, the fairy king can't get close."

Long said, "Let's tell me why you cry."

Lan He whispered: "My friend is dying, I can't save him." He wanted to speak, but his throat seemed to be burnt, and he couldn't speak a word smoothly.

Long said, "Is that person important?"

"……Yes."

"Is it more important than your own life?"

Blue River nodded.Without hesitation.

Long blinked slowly, "Then give me your life."

Thousands of tens of thousands of years ago, before mortals appeared in this world, all spirit beasts in this world were preyed upon by the weak and the strong in the chaos.So some of them turned into dragons, some into jiao, and others into pans.

After all, there is only the most primitive way to replenish strength.

"Before I eat you, do you have anything to say to him?" The dragon raised its paw.

That's how people are, they live so vigorously and vividly in just a hundred years.No matter how long his life is, it is just silent and static. That person is different. He can still do many things, see many things, and have so many glorious times.

Besides, didn't you see the word of the dragon?

The cyan pan thought for a while, then shook its head slightly.

Ye Xiu opened his eyes amidst the flying ashes, the flames had already reached one corner of him,

The hot wind blows away his hair, and the raging fire blooms like a lotus flower, about to burn everything.

The bell in his arms rang once, just once.

Why did Lan He undo the holding spell?

A little cold brushed his cheeks.

He looked up suspiciously.

It rained cats and dogs.

[Continued]

Ye Xiu yelled at the figure in the cloud that was fading away: "Xian Jun stay a step!"

The man was by Shenlong's side, silently looking back at him.

"Where's Blue River?"

"This seat sees that it has a root of wisdom, so I specially take him into my seat."

"That's right," Ye Xiu smiled, "Human beings have different paths, so I won't stay."

The rain was like a river above his head.

In the early years of the New Yuan Dynasty, Qiu Fei proclaimed himself emperor.

Xiao Lu made an excuse to go back to Mount Wanbi, sat under the root of the tree and wiped his tears, muttering, "Didn't you agree?"

The Shenlong appeared and disappeared soon.All the people in the world say this is an auspicious sign, and it will surely flourish for thousands of years.

"Teacher, what are your plans for the future?" Qiu Fei became emperor, with the eyes of an emperor.His tone was still humble and determined.

"I want to be in the fairy class." Ye Xiu looked at the sky and smiled.

Three days later, the two bid farewell, and there will be no date from then on.Ye Xiu said that he was going to start practicing, Qiu Fei thought, maybe he will never see Ye Xiu become immortal in this life.

Some people practice for the sake of immortality and boundless mana, but I am different.

Life is so short, I will grow old and die before I meet you.

How can this be.

Whether it is 100 years or 1000 years, there is a time for reunion.

END